[H1][center] El [/center][/h1]

Sinking back into meditation,  the woman became centered focus entirely inward. Feeling along her muscles and veins, she pushed her healing to allow the tightness from her travels to ease.

Sighing, she felt her shoulders relax, allowing her some comfort against the tree. Mind drifting, she relaxed, until a sudden surge of irritation, and speeding heart caught her attention.  She's never been caught this unawares, but the heart slowed, and then faded from her senses. Followed by a voice, with the barest hint of an accent she hasn't heard in decades. There's no way, no way that one of them...?

Tilting her head back, until she could see the robed figure in front of her. Earthy colors, a cowl pulled low enough to hide the skin, probing towards the woman in front of her, she could feel it then, how it took more effort to feel her. She had to be a drow. But last she heard they were all...?

Never mind that now, this is an extremely dangerous position, lounging around in front of one of them. Speaking clearly she responded "That I am. I have traveled far to come to this..." pausing the woman looked for an apt description. Failing at that she continued "place, to find fellow skilled individuals in order to deal with the problems in the East. 3 million gold denarii is a fine sum, even split amongst a few. May I ask, who's asking?"